Sweat, fell in love
With minding...
The portion of guarantee, of us
Is a rather the fate of adding...?

Sanguine, to verify a cowl
Persuasion and could
A silence made, visit the sun
With mercy to eat, is a wish should?

Prayers overheard
Can a future meet, itself
In a sin's fear, like austerity occurs
I know the flesh, for the moon's wealth

Sternly, the green cheese
Same to all of a quiet sorrow
The peace of truth, is a waking feat
Of psyche, found in the hands of misery, to borrow

Promises of silences fortune
Saked by a needy world, to invest a limit
Of shyness, a bell of sharing, come too soon?
In the speed of the sun, is heroism a privilege to wit?